Beating the Heat (and/or my Meat!)

BUGGING OUT!

Read Fun Time Comix #6!

MC Ben & Squirmy, Labor Day 2002

SOMEBODY TELL TIM QUICK!!!!!!!!

http://philadelphia.craigslist.org/tfr/186527106.html

This could be his breakout!

Days of the week

MONDAY THE BLUE OX


TUESDAY THE RED DOG


WEDNESDAY THE WHITE RABBIT


THURSDAY THE YELLOW BIRD


FRIDAY THE PINK ELEPHANT


SATURDAY THE GREEN TURTLE


SUNDAY THE PURPLE HIPPOPOTAMUS

Recent Acquisitions

I've somehow managed to luck into something of a priceless art collection,
here's two of the latest & greatest...

By TODD PURSE

By ANDY LEES

TOPO

Simple Simon Magus

Is it wrong to wish on space hardware?

LIFE DURING WARTIME

34 Pages of supreme fucking adventure. by Dan, Todd, & Bob.

Septemberish. Or as fast as my pen can fly!

Local Boy Bikes Path

I never rode my bike to work before today. It's not a particularly far ride, but it involves a bit of highway navigation of which I thought myself incapable. Though I suppose that's hardly a reason not to do something.

I breezed 273, even passing one of the busses I usually take, and then I get to the Clashing Rocks, or whatever you like.

But what's that strange wooded path over there? Would it might take me right around the trouble & right towards my desired destination?
Yeah! it totally did.

Over @ Only Maybe: Irrigating the Willingdone

FUN TIME COMICS #6

...goes to press Tomorrow!

FEATURING:

A Bowling Ball Head All Star Extravaganza! By Todd, Dan, Bob, & Mr. Moist

A Marvin Minutes Intergalactic Super Jam! by Tim, Dan, & Mr. Moist

And an Uber-Peculiar Q.T Quantum/Doc Thunder Titantic Team Up!
by Bob & Timmy

Followed Immediatly by Fun Time # 7

w/ quite a bit of my usual nastiness...

Old Casanova

I walk w/ the Shaolin strut, burn a dutch.

Raekwon used to say "Only you can judge yourself at the end of the day by what the fuck is you doing." but then I listend to MC Ben's Immobilarity tape too many agains and now he ain't say shit! Sorry MC Ben, I done what told you that cassette was too slick and I was gonna wear it out, and the fuck if I didn't!

Maybe Quarterly 7!

Maybe Quarterly #7

It came out awhile ago, but still impossibly fresh! Cover by Ms. Betty D! Interviews w/ (Breaking Open the Head/2012 Return of Quetzalcoatl) author Daniel Pinchbeck & The original Kaos Magician, Peter Carroll. Borsky, The Astonishing Belgian kabalistical 'pataphysician unleashes his Neurotarot, and slowly but surely the whole world turns upside down!

Bogus Magus gives Cynicism a Bad Name, Acrillic power swims through Howordz Way, and wouldja believe Old Joe Sings a Tune!? and Power of IV brings down the house!?! and even a scribble or 2 from me. all this and much much more in your Summer Solstice Spectacular!

Getchou some RAW Patatows!

A currency designed & printed by me, Signed by Robert Anton Wilson, and sold at auction on e-bay!?! The first of ten printed patatows on sale now at Uncle Bob's Garage Sale.

Martello Tower

Where: STATELY, PLUMP Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and razor lay crossed.

Simulambidex!

Reincarcerated PARTS BOYZ!

So yeah ya know, same as it ever was: MC Ben & I working on the cross word whilst respectfully perusing titties on the world wide web, and thus come Harris bragging about his amazing mystical powers! He was all jazzed up about metempsychosis (it's greek, from the greek) and claimed he knew how to reincarnate as anything he wished. (and went on to enthusiastically elucidate some of the many things he wished to become)

I naturally inquired re: the logical conclusion. "What if you didn't want to come back at all?" He studied me a minute (baring his bottom teefs, & flashing a hint of the crazy eyes) and told me in all seriousness that I wasn't old enough to know. Satisfied w/ what was an amusing enough answer, I let the matter rest...for awhile.

Curiosity as you might have noticed only & always GROWS, after a few months of what I figured was something not unlike maturing, I asked again.

He pointed to the ground. "see that?" He was pointing at a small stone, I picked it up. "this?" He smiled & cackled a bit. And the damndest fucking thing? I thought somehow I knew exactly what he meant.

That there: The sophic hydrolith.

but oh how I carry on!

ATTN DE: Your Turds Are Stinky.

Seriously though! Whatchou been eating Delaware!? & whatchou been throwing away!? Cause it’s fucking RANK len!

I should know, I’m the chump what gotta measure the shit, and it ain’t used to smell like that!

Cherry Island (The Dump) is right next to the Water Treatment Plant (where the toilets flush to) and I swear afor Triple H, something ain’t right!

Could everyone pretty please limit their poopings to once or twice a month? and eat a rose or something swamp ass, I’m working here!

(Though I've been a bit putrid myself lately, this might be one of those 'the call is coming from inside your house' deals, hopefully not though, I'm far too clever for myself!)

Welcome Back to the Catalog, Hip-Hop Cyborg

Cue Akashic Reel to Reel! Metabolize indigenous harmine alkaloids, (Arise ye Beta-Carboline Levels!) intercalate neural DNA, amplify electron spin reasonance, sustain and stabalize charge-transfer energy w/in superconducting matrix, broadcast standing waveform of entire holo-cybernetic macro-molecule! Forge DNA/Harmine Bond.

(Carl Jung told James Joyce the difference between his peculiar imagination & his daughter's schizophrenia was that she was sinking and he was diving, and when Harry asked Dumbledore what difference it made that he should seek out his confrontation w/ you-know-who rather than wait for it's certain eventuality...
"all the difference in the world")

signing seven & a sun,

bobby